First, I have to admit that I partially created this blog as a means of procrastination. Tomorrow is my last final, meaning also that tomorrow is my last day in high school... EVER. It's a scary thought, trust me I know. I am supposed to wake up at 8 in the morning tomorrow to take a 3 hour test on Cellular biotechnology, a class I struggle to say the name of not mention the content.
Still though, as I sit in bed listening to a medley of Van Morrison songs, I find that my mind is very slightly occupied by thoughts of RNA and DNA and mutagens but instead keeps drifting back to the fact that this saturday is not my prom, but the prom of a boy I was once in love with. A relationship which, to say the least, went awry a few months ago. He's going with a girl who supposedly asked him to the dance, apparently she's "aggressive" but she's pretty so it doesn't really matter. I wish things were different.
Blah, blah, blah I know this seems pointless but it helps to know that I can send this out to the world and although the chance of someone actually reading it is slim to none I feel as though I'm receiving some sort of free therapy. Oh, by the way did I mention I think I'm falling for my best friend? He's a guy I'm a girl, so I suppose it was just a matter of time. The problem? We are going to college soon, he has a full time job over the summer and then in August he's moving to the opposite side of the country. He has nice arms and he's extremely good at tennis and he makes me happy. He has bad teeth, though, it's hard for me to get past that. I know I'm shallow. Whatever, I'm a mess.
Organization is overrated. See you soon.
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